In order to cope with the pressure to get married, I signed a love contract with the boyfriend I have had a crush on for many years.
It was agreed that he would help me deal with my family and I would help him get the family inheritance.
He acted so affectionately and devotedly that I almost thought he was pretending to be real.
Until I heard him joking with his friends: "If she didn't have a high IQ and could help me manage the company in the future, who would be willing to act with a nerd?"
That night I packed my luggage and prepared to leave, but he blocked the door with red eyes:
"You clearly promised... That you would help me lie to you for the rest of your life."
